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Chapter 6 Chaos

There was a commotion on Shaoshi Mountain, and the sounds from the direction of the Sutra Pavilion were getting louder and louder. Mingfang and other people from Danwanyuan gave some instructions and hurried to support. Lin Su looked at the red sky in the distance, his unruly pupils also

Red, "The Sutra Pavilion is on fire, the Sutra Pavilion is on fire."

Everyone turned their gaze away, and the flames shot into the sky, creating a sea of ​​fire.

Juexing said: "Amitabha."

Lin Su stared at Jue Xing and met Jue Xing's eyes. His deep eyes stared motionlessly, "Master, the Sutra Pavilion is in ruins. It will take at least ten years for the Shaolin Temple to recover, right?"

Jue Xing said calmly: "Yes, at least ten years."

"Master, do you have anything to say?"

"how you said that?"

"I feel like you have something to say."

"not at all."

Lin Su asked: "Master, I heard from Master that each of the four courtyards of the Shaolin Temple has its own unique martial arts. The Bodhidharma Academy has the indestructible power of Vajra, the Discipline Academy has the cassock-conquering demon technique, and the Bodhi Academy has the Mahayana Bodhicitta. What is our Danwan Academy?

Which technique?"

"Didn't your master tell you? Danwanyuan's Kung Fu is naturally the Arahant's Kung Fu." Jue Xing somewhat disliked this young lay disciple, which was very annoying.

Lin Su asked again: "Is it the Arahant's magical skill? The name is not as domineering as the Vajra Indestructible Magic Kung Fu. I really want to learn the Vajra Indestructible Magic Kung Fu from Bodhidharma Academy."

Jue Xing Zhengse said: "Only the first disciples of Bodhidharma Academy and those who are about to become the first disciples are qualified to practice it. They will not be taught to others. You are just a lay disciple of Shaolin Temple. These advanced skills will not be taught to you.

The same goes for Danwanin's Arahant magic. If you practice Iron Clothes well, you will be able to make a name for yourself in the world of martial arts in the future."

"Is it true that only the leader of Bodhidharma Academy can practice?" Lin Su pouted and sighed helplessly. With lightning speed, he punched Jue Xing in the heart, and a thud echoed in the retreat room.

Everyone turned around after hearing the sound and saw a strange scene. Ming was attacking the leader?

"Mingzheng, are you crazy?" Senior Brother Mingfeng of Danwanyuan shouted, "Attacking the leader is a treasonous crime, so you should have a certain temper when joking."

Lin Su jumped back three feet and said, "Master, can you explain to me how you practice the Vajra Indestructible Magic Technique, which is not taught by Bodhidharma Academy?"

Everyone's faces were shocked, their skin was golden and as hard as iron. Isn't this the first indestructible magical power passed down from generation to generation in Bodhidharma Academy?

"Master, Master..." Ming Feng was shocked and didn't know what to say.

Jue Xing laughed and said nonchalantly: "The Vajra Indestructibility Magic is certainly a technique of Bodhidharma Academy. First of all, it must be from Shaolin Temple. I am a monk of the Jue generation. In terms of seniority, I am Puma's uncle. He is already a Qing cultivator."

When I am in seclusion, what’s wrong with Shaolin teaching me this skill?”

"Everything Master said is right, but you overlooked one point..." Lin Su said sadly: "Dharma Academy and Discipline Academy are the two most fiercely contested academies in Shaolin. Although Danwan Academy and Bodhi Academy do not interfere with them,

However, because of the relationship with the master, you are somewhat close to the Discipline Academy. So, how come the Discipline Academy remains silent and has no records of other people practicing Bodhidharma Academy’s exercises? Maybe you have really reached the age of meditating and meditating, but as long as you

The day you are still the head of the Danwan Academy, the Vajra Indestructible Magic of the Damo Academy cannot be possessed by you. This is Shaolin's practice."

"Are you doubting me?" Jue Xing said calmly, turning the beads in his hand.

Lin Su sneered and said: "Master... this is the last time I call you Master. Can you stop playing those little tricks? It's really boring to hide and tuck in front of a junior like me. You are

Master, please don't bite randomly, it is beneath your dignity."

Jue Xing was speechless and couldn't help laughing three times, "You are thoughtful and talented, but it's a pity that the more secrets you know, the shorter your life will be. You guessed it right, I am a thief who hides his identity in Shaolin. In addition,

Let me tell you more, I was the one who killed him to popularize the law."

Ming Feng and others suddenly felt chills running down their spines. Once upon a time, the master they believed to be the truth was actually the murderer who broke into the Sutra Pavilion to steal scriptures and brutally killed his disciples. This truth was shocking and simply shocking.

"I guessed it." Lin Su shrugged, "The alchemy room is not a place that anyone can enter, especially the place where the three great masters of Shaolin Temple refine alchemy. The murderer sneaked in quietly, but he didn't know that he actually walked in openly."

Jue Xing narrowed his eyes again, "Pu Ji said that his new disciples are a little stupid and slow to react. You are smarter than most people."

"In this small area of ​​​​the medicine field, life is difficult for those who are too smart." Lin Su spread his hands and turned to Ming Feng and others with angry faces and said: "Senior Brother Mingfeng, you can leave first."

Before Ming Feng could react, Jue Xing took a step forward, "Why do you think I would be kind enough to let them go? Wouldn't killing them to silence them not only cover up the truth, but also cut off the Shaolin Temple's logistical livelihood?"

"If a person dies in a sanatorium, can the truth be concealed?" Lin Su asked, pointing at someone casually, he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Anyway, the identity will be exposed, so how about letting them go? After all, they

I am still your disciple and grandson. You think highly of me, so I will accompany you."

Jue Xing smiled and said, "It's interesting. You can bargain with me and still be confident. You have the courage. According to you, just let go of a few ants. You are much more interesting than them."

Lin Su glanced at him, and Ming Feng immediately understood that this person could kill his apprentice who had been with him for many years, and there was no guarantee that he would not regret it. Lin Su had a chance to survive by leaving the retreat room and informing others.

Everyone left one after another. They were just a group of disabled people. When the sequelae of Hetai Burning Blood Pill appeared, they were no different from ordinary tuberculosis, let alone a master like Shang Jue Xing who practiced both the Buddhist Arahant Magic and the Vajra Indestructible Magic.

, even dealing with common thieves is difficult.

When Fat Senior Brother Ming saw Lin Su's left side, he paused and saluted: "Junior Brother Mingzheng sacrificed his life generously. Senior Brother has nothing to repay. Please accept this from Senior Brother..."

Keng!

A bronze dagger suddenly shot out from the mouth of Ming Jian's sleeve robe, and stabbed straight into Lin Su's neck. Ming Feng, who had walked quickly for more than ten steps, was surprised. He was just surprised for a moment, gritted his teeth, and stepped forward.

Getting faster and faster.

There is chaos, Shaolin is in chaos, the first Danwan Academy assassinated the alchemy master, Ming Jian rebelled, and there are other monks hiding in the shadows, the Shaolin Temple is completely riddled with holes, what on earth are they going to do?

Ding!

"Iron cloth shirt Xiaocheng?" Seeing that a sword could not penetrate Lin Su's pig-iron skin, he immediately retreated, but at a slightly slower pace. A Bodhidharma palm had been imprinted on his heart, and the shadow of the bronze bell had just risen.

Then it fell apart.

"Brother Mingjian, it turns out that the person I have been wary of is you. That night, the man in black who passed by my yard, I thought he was at least a senior monk of the ordinary generation. You have also practiced the Golden Bell Shield." Lin

Su said playfully: "Master told me that the cause of Senior Brother Mingsha's death was a dragon claw hand piercing the heart. I subconsciously thought it was the same person. But when I connected the clues, I found that something was wrong. Senior Brother Mingsha could be killed instantly.

A man in black could easily kill me, even if he was seriously injured, so I guessed that there was not only one man in black in the Shaolin Temple, but you jumped out."

"Stop struggling, the side effects of the Hetai Burning Blood Pill cannot be eliminated so quickly." Lin Su strangled Ming Jian's throat with one hand and said to Jue Xing: "You are in the same group, right? Can I kill him? You can too.

Those who swallowed Hetai Burning Blood Pills..."

"No objection, you can do whatever you want. I don't particularly care about his life. Kill him and let's talk about it."

"Speak quickly." Mingjian's pupils widened. He couldn't believe that this person was so indifferent to him.

Click!

He broke his neck and died with his eyes open.
Chapter completed!
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